I wrote this poem a few years ago…when I remembered who I am, and fearlessly embraced the changes that were happening to me and around me. I still forget who I am from time to time, as I pass through the circles of change; some repeating themselves until I understand their meaning and let go. It’s a very short poem…only 15 words…delivered to me from the Universe to remind me that I’m ‘Light and Free’…always.
I'm dancing with destiny.. grateful empowered light and free.. all that I am.. deeply me. Poem & Painting by Mairi
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“If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name… A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.”
Senryū inspired by the above quote:
on a winding road
passing by a traveler
I find she was me
There were other artists in the circle of Whistler and Sickert who gained a reputation at the time of being Impressionists, beside Philip Wilson Steer. Among them was a Canadian painter, Elizabeth Adela Forbes (1859–1912), then under her maiden name of Armstrong. She had first trained at what’s now the Royal College of Art in London, then between 1877-80 she studied at the Art Students League of New York under William Merritt Chase. His advice took her to Munich, where she studied under J Frank Currier and Frank Duveneck, who in turn had been a fellow student of Chase.
In 1882, she lived in the artists’ colony at Pont-Aven in Brittany, returned to London, and attended one of Chase’s summer schools in the Netherlands. She eventually settled in Newlyn, Cornwall, with her widowed mother. From there she exhibited often and very successfully, winning medals at the Exposition Universelle in Paris…
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I own nothing
not even the breath in my mouth
the blood coursing
the pulse of my heart
this land earth
these oceans of moontides ebbtides
this wind that blows
all pour through my hands
beyond stars and further
not one second of this eternity
not one petal
in this crowded meadow.
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Winds whisper in titanium yellow leaves,
Reciting to a soft babbling brook, stories
Of the works of bards, sages and muses,
Sung ‘pon this glistening pebbled path,
A long long time ago.